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WITH 

HONOR 


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"Never  call  that  cause  lost  which  at  such 
mighty  cost  created  the  larger,  broader, 
greater  South  and  a  greater  Nation." 


Julian  jB.  Qarr 

Founder  and  Ex- Commander 

R.  F.  Webb  Camp,  United  Confederate  Veterans 
Durham,  N.  C. 

Ex-Commander 

North    Carolina    Division,    United    Confederate 
Veterans 

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Department,  Army  of  Northern  Virginia, 
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'Richmond,  Virginia 


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UNVEILING 

BENNETT   HOUSE    MEMORIAL 
November  8th,  1923 


Address  of 
GENERAL    JULIAN    S.     CARR 

PEACE  WITH  HONOR 

Durham,  N.  C. 


Bennett  House  Memorial 

Unveiled  November  S.  1923 


Colonel Bennehan  Cameron,  Chairman 
of  the  Commission  appointed  by  the 
State  of  North  Carolina  to  erect  a  mem- 
orial at  the  Bennett  Place,  Distinguished 
Guests,  Ladies  and  Gentlemen: 


ear  me  for  my  cause  and  be 
silent  that  ye  may  hear.  Tell 
it  in  Dan  and  publish  it  in 
Beersheba  that  I  consider  it 
not  only  a  privilege,  but  also 
a  high  honor  to  speak  for  the 
Morgan  family  on  this  occasion. 

First  my  life-long  friend,  Samuel 
Tate  Morgan — we  climbed  the  hill  of 
life  together  and  though  he  be  dead, 
he  yet  liveth>  and  thru  the  oncoming 
years  thru  this  magnificent  generosity, 
will  speak  thru  these  beautifully  pol- 
ished stones,  of  the  glory  of  the  story 
that  at  this  spot,  the  greatest  war  of 
modern  times  found  its  sepulchre. 

This  timely  and  patriotic  gift  to  the 
good  old  State  of  North  Carolina, 
will  stand  to  the  credit  of  the  Morgans, 
until  yonder  sun  shall  linger  in  the 
clouds,  forgetful  of  the  voice  of  the 
morning. 

The  rising  sun  will  kiss  the  tips  of 
this  beautiful  Memorial  when  the 
early  morning  begins  to  awaken,  and 

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at  eventide  the  mocking  bird  and  the 
thrush  will  in  the  near-by  old  oaks, 
chant  a  requiem  to  the  memory  of 
our  departed  benefactor.  Sleep  on 
dear  departed  friend,  you  have  for  all 
time  enshrined  your  good  name  in  the 
hearts  of  every  liberty  loving,  patri- 
otic North  Carolinian. 

And  to  you,  Mrs.  Sallie  Morgan, 
beloved  wife  and  noble  mother,  and 
to  you  Mrs.  Blanche  Morgan  Rey- 
nolds, and  Mrs  Maude  Morgan  Ca- 
bell, and  Mr.  Samuel  Tate  Morgan, 
Jr.,  worthy  heirs  of  an  honored  and 
respected  father,  I  return  to  you  for 
the  State  of  North  Carolina  our  most 
profound  and  sincere  thanks.  We 
ieel  greatly  honored  to  stand  uncov- 
ered in  your  most  distinguished  pres- 
ence. 

I  thank  you. 
God  bless  every  one  of  you. 


4] 


On  April  26,  1865,  in  the  house 
whose  chimney  stands  there  like  a 
solitary  sentinel,  Major-General  Wil- 
liam T.  Sherman,  of  the  United  States 
Army,  and  General  Joseph  E.  John- 
ston, of  the  Confederate  States  Army, 
met  and  agreed  upon  the  terms  of 
peace,  under  which  General  Johnston 
and  his  intrepid  soldiers  laid  down 
their  arms.  It  was  the  cherished  w  sh 
of  my  late  friend  and  neighbor,  the 
late  Samuel  Tate  Morgan,  who  at  his 
death  owned  this  property,  that  this 
hallowed  ground  be  set  apart  as  a  per- 
petual memorial.  Therefore,  for  him 
and  in  his  name,  I,  as  representing  the 
Morgan  family,  present  this  shrine  to 
the  State  of  North  Carolina. 

I  have  heard  this  occas;on  desig- 
nated a  "celebration"  and  I  have  heard 
the  query  propounded:  What  cause 
tor  celebrat  on  can  this  people  dis- 
cover in  the  surrender  of  General 
Johnston?  In  answer  to  that  question 
I  would  say  this:  Were  not  this  cir- 
cumstance part  and  parcel  of  the  glory 
of  Southern  arms,  were  it  not  connec- 
ted inseparably  with  the  history  of  the 
0!d  North  State,  were  it  possessed 
only  of  mere  local  significance,  well 
might  this  occasion  be  a  celebration  of 

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the  birth  of  our  fair  city  of  Durham 
out  of  the  travail  of  war  to  peace  and 
prosperity.     But,  my  friends,  it  is  of 
far  greater  import.     It  is  not  a  munic- 
ipal   celebration,    nor    is    it     a    State 
celebration,  nor  yet  is  it  a  celebration 
of  any  section,  north  or  south,  east  or 
west.     It  is  a  national  celebration.     It 
commemorates  the  end  of  a  great  civil 
war  and  the  beginning  of  a  new  under- 
standing.    It  celebrates  the  ceasing  of 
the  flow  of  fratricidal  blood,  the  calm- 
ing of  the  anguished  wails  of  widows 
and  orphans,  the  end  of  restless  nights 
and  anxious  days  of  mothers,  wives, 
children,  sweethearts;   the  staying  of 
the  economic  waste  of  war  and  its  con- 
sequential suffering;     in   short,  it  cel- 
ebrates the  return  of  peace  and  pros- 
perity, unity  and  good-will  to  a  country 
torn  for  four  long  years  by  one  of  the 
most  hotly  contested  civil  wars  waged 
since  the  history  of  man  began  to  be 
recorded.     It    calls    to    remembrance 
the    event    when    North    and     South 
threw    down     their    swords,    clasped 
hands  and  pledged  themselves  to  unity 
of  purpose  and  co-operation  of  effort, 
having  as  joint  aim  the  common  weal 
as  long  as  the  promises  of  Almighty 
God  shall  stand.     It  stands    a    great 
memorial   to   the  Epochal   Event — 
Peace  with  Honor. 


6] 


Stirred  by  these  memories,  I  see  in 
vivid  retrospect  the  bleeding,  prostrate 
South  as  she  was  in  April  1865,  when 
General  Johnston  addressed  General 
Sherman  on  the  matter  of  surrender. 
The  Navy  of  the  Confederacy  had 
been  destroyed  and  her  ports  were  in 
the  hands  of  the  enemy;  her  currency 
was  worthless  and  famine  was  ram- 
pant; General  Lee  had  been  forced  to 
surrender  at  Appomattox,  and  the 
trans-Mississippi  army  was  hard 
pressed.  Sources  of  military  supplies 
and  materials  had  been  cut  off. 

Workshops  within  the  Confederate 
States  for  the  manufacture  oi  am- 
munition and  the  fashioning  and  re- 
pairing of  arms  and  equipment  had 
been  captured  or  destroyed  by  the 
invader.  Marking  his  trail  with  de- 
struction and  sorrow,  General  Sherman 
had  made  his  famous  march  to  the 
sea,  and  now,  with  81,000  men,  was 
in  pursuit  of  General  Johnston  and 
his  gallant  little  force  of  18,000  men. 
Combat  was  madness  and  further 
retreat  folly.  General  Johnston  de- 
cided to  surrender,  choosing  that  al- 
ternative, as  he  expressed  it,  "to  spare 
the  blood  of  his  gallant  little  army, 
to  prevent  further  suffering  of  the 
people  by  the  devastation  and  ruin 
inevitable    from    the    marches    of   in- 


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vading  armies,  and  to  avoid  the  crime 
of  waging  a  hopeless  war. '.'. 

Mark  you, — "And  to  avoid  the  crime 
of  waging  a  hopeless  war.  "  There  was 
now  little  room  for  doubt  that  the 
Southern  cause  was  hopeless.  The 
South  was  literally  starved  into  sub- 
mission. Her  plucky  struggle,  the 
counterpart  of  which  is  yet  to  be  dis- 
covered in  the  chronicles  of  man,  will 
excite  the  wonder  and  admiration  of 
generations  yet  unborn.  When  Gen- 
eral Johnston  yielded,  it  was  to  a  force 
more  than  four  times  as  numerous  as 
his  own,  a  force  better  nourished, 
better  clothed,  and  better  equipped. 
In  the  light  of  these  facts,  who  can 
discover  aught  of  dishonor  in  the 
incident  of  General  Johnston's  sub- 
mission? John  Hay,  in  his  famous 
eulogy  on  McKinley,  said: 

"In  coming  years,  when  men  seek 
to  draw  the  moral  of  our  great  Civil 
War,  nothing  will  seem  to  them  so 
admirable  in  all  the  history  of  our  two 
magnificent  armies  as  the  way  in 
which  the  war  came  to  a  close.  When 
the  Confederate  army  saw  the  time 
had  come,  they  acknowledged  the 
pitiless  logic  of  facts  and  ceased  fight- 
ing. And  it  is  to  the  everlasting 
honor  of  both  sides  that  they  knew 
when  the  war  was  over  and  the  hour 
of  a  lasting  peace  had  struck." 


No  people  of  any  age  covered  them- 
selves with  greater  glory  than  did  the 
people  of  the  Confederacy  in  this,  the 
most  heroic  conflict  ever  waged  in  all 
the  history  of  man. 

We  fought  in  the  face  of  adverse  pub- 
lic sentiment  abroad  engendered  by 
the  insidious  propaganda  that  we  were 
fighting  to  perpetuate  human  slavery. 
Arrayed  against  us  in  the  field  were 
superlatively  valiant  soldiers  who 
fought  as  none  but  Americans  can, 
and  against  whom  none  but  Americans 
could  have  contended  for  four  long 
years  as  we  did.  Every  battle  of 
that  conflict,  whether  it  resulted  in 
defeat  or  victory,  is  a  monument  to 
the  glory  of  the  Southern  arms. 

Though  fate  laureled  the  brow  of  the 
North  with  victory,  she  crowned  the 
"Lost  Cause"  with  a  halo  of  romance 
and  glory  whose  effulgence  shall  never 
be  dimmed  as  long  as  there  is  passage 
through  the  halls  of  time.  The  pages 
of  history  record  no  more  heroic 
struggle  in  all  the  existence  of  man. 
Remote  posterity  of  our  children's 
children  will  find  delight  in  the  ro- 
mantic chivalry  and  glorious  deeds  of 
that  period.  Then,  as  now,  it  will  be 
a  fruitful  theme  for  song  and  story. 
Though  the  South  fought  bravely  and 
victory  at  times  seemed  to  be  almost 
within   her   grasp,   a   Supreme   power 

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decreed  that  she  should  not  prevail. 
She  submitted  her  quarrel  to  the  ar- 
bitrament of  the  sword  and  lost. 

She  offers  no  apologies  for  the  past. 
She  fought  for  what  she  believed  to  be 
her   rights    and    has    yet    to    discover 
doubt  as  to  the  justice  of  her  cause. 
Stigmatized  "rebels",  we  lay  claim  to 
the  glory  thrown  round  the  term  by 
the  deeds  of  our  heroes.     We  make  no 
protest  against  the  application  of  the 
epithet  to  Jefferson  Davis,  Lee,  Jack- 
son, the  two  Johnstons,  the  two  Hills, 
Pettigrew,  Branch,  Cox,  and  our  other 
great  leaders   who   walk   the   halls  of 
immortal  fame  in  company  with  that 
arch  rebel,   George  Washington,   and 
other  illustrious  rebels  of  every  age  and 
country.     We   take  unbounded  pride 
in  the  appellation;  we  rejoice  in  it;  we 
glory  in  it.     We  exult  in   the  know- 
ledge   that    every    patriot    who     ever 
^struck  a  blow  for  freedom  was  a  rebel. 
But  while  we  would  keep  ever  verdant 
[  the  memory  of  the  glory  of  Southern 
arms,  we  would  banish  from  remem- 
brance forever  all  bitterness  and  hate. 
We  challenge  the  duplicate  of  our 
loyalty  in  any  defeated  people  of"  any 
age.     I  commend  to  you   the  speech 
General  Ransom  made  in  the  United 
States  Senate,  February  17,  1875.     It 
so  beautifully   and  so  eloquently  ex- 


10] 


presses  what  I   have  in  mind  that  I 
shall  quote  a  portion  of  it:  v 

"No,  Senators,  we  are  worthy  to 
be  your  countrymen,  worthy  to  be  the 
patriot  brothers  of  your  own  ever 
glorious  and  honored  men  who  pre- 
vailed against  us.  Instead  of  carping 
and  criminating,  and  taunting,  let  us 
bury  deep  and  forever  every  recollec- 
tion of  that  war  that  does  not  revive 
the  common  honor  and  courage  and 
Christian  humanity  of  the  North  and 
the  South,  and  the  whole  American 
people.  If  there  be  any  cloud  upon 
the  arms  of  either,  thank  God,  there 
is  glory  enough  in  the  arms  of  both! 
Are  not  the  victories  of  Pompey  and 
Caesar  the  common  renown  of  Rome? 
Are  not  the  Red  Rose  and  the  White 
Rose  now  entwined  in  the  Crown  of 
England's  history?  Is  it  indelicate  for 
me  to  remind  you  that  the  noble 
Greeks,  the  Athenians  and  the  Spart- 
ans, erected  monuments  of  perishable 
wood  to  celebrate  victories  over  their 
countrymen;  but  for  their  triumphs 
over  foreign  foes  they  built  them  of 
enduring  marble  and  brass?  The 
brave  Romans,  whose  conquering  leg- 
ions made  the  world  their  empire,  never 
permitted  a  triumph  to  any  victor  in 
their  civil  wars.  Shall  this  Christian 
Union  be  less  magnanimous  than  the 
republics  of  the  idolatrous  ages?" 

[11] 


Such  my  friends,  was  the  temper  of 
this  people  a  decade  after  the  close  of 
the  war;  such  it  still  is  today,  nearly 
three  score  years  since  that  heroic 
struggle  ended. 

Have  we  been  faithful  to  our  pledge? 
History  answers  yes.  Look  at  the 
record  of  our  Southern  boys  in  the 
Spanish  American  War,  the  first  su- 
preme sacrifice  of  which  was  made  by 
a  gallant  son  of  North  Carolina.  See 
the  old  Confederate  General,  Joseph 
Wheeler,  a  Major  General  "in  the 
United  States  Army,  as  he  charges  up 
San  Juan  Hill  at  the  head  of  Mas- 
sachusetts troops  (the  first  time,  by 
the  way,  a  Union  army  had  ever_seen 
his  back). 

The  World  Wrar  is  so  fresh  in  our 
memories  that  I  need  hardly  direct 
your  attention  to  the  fact  that  hun- 
dreds of  thousands  of  the  clotted 
cream  of  Southern  manhood  fought 
shoulder  to  shoulder  on  the  crimson 
fields  of  Franc^  with  the  choicest 
soldier  stock  afforded  by  our  Northern 
States.  And  side  by  side  thousands 
repose  in  the  last  sleep  of  the  soldier 
under  the  soft  skies  of  France. 


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"In  Flanders  fields    the  poppies  blow 
Between  the  crosses,  row  on  row, 
That  mark  our  place     .... 

We    are    the    Dead.   Short    days  ago 
We  lived,  felt  dawn,  saw  sunset  glow, 
Loved  and  were  loved,  and  now  we  lie 
In  Flanders  fields." 

It  is  the  proud  boast  of  us  Durham 
folk  that  when  the  Allies  were  brave- 
ly fighting  with  their  "backs  to  the 
wall"  two  Durham  Soldiers,  Colonel 
Sidney  W.  Minor,  and  his  associate 
Officer,  Major  Sidney  W  Chambers, 
(the  two  Sidneys),  Commanding  the 
120th  Regiment  of  the  30th  Division, 
and  Colonel,  now  General  Albert  L. 
Cox  of  Raleigh,  N.  C,  of  the  113th 
Artillery  of  the  30th  Division,  broke 
the  Hindenberg  Line  at  its  strongest 
point. 

We  are  one.  There  is  no  South,  no 
North — save  as  greater  luster  was  add- 
ed to  American  arms  by  fearless  heroes 
in  Blue  and  Gray.  One  section  re- 
sponds as  the  other  when  the  national 
safety  is  threatened. 

The  present  occasion  is  but  another 
evidence  of  the  sincerity  of  the  South's 
purpose  to  keep  her  pledge  of  devotion 
to  the  Union.  She  pledges  every  en- 
deavor, every  resource,  every  life,  to 
preserve  it  from  danger.     The  South 


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is  primarily  and  essentially  patriotic. 
She  had  no  mean  part  in  the  founding 
and  fashioning  of  this  great  nation.    By   | 
the   circumstances   of  fate   when   she  i 
relinquished  to  the  North  the  govern-  J 
ment  which  the  South  had  administer-   ; 
ed    for   seventy   years,   she    borrowed 
from  the  No.  th  the  doctrine  of  seces- 
sion.   The  sword  having  declared  that 
doctrine  heresy  in  American  politics,  j 
the  South  accepts  its  dictum  as  final 
and  resumes  her  original  place  in  the 
sisterhood  of  States. 

A  true  patriot  is  ever  a  brave  man, 
and  a  brave  man  always  has  the  mag- 
nanimity to  forgive.  Franklin  said 
that  there  never  was  a  good  war  or  a 
bad  peace.  General  Sherman  was 
somewhat  more  emphatic,  though  per- 
haps a  trifle  inelegant.  Doubtless  each 
had  the  same  thought.  Certain  it  is 
that  war  begets  ill  will  and  hatred, 
rancor  and  animosity;  while  brother- 
hood and  love,  unity  and  co-operation 
are  the  children  of  peace. 

How  can  we  ask  the  great  Keeper 
and  Preserver  of  the  Universe  to  be 
with  us  if  we  keep  not  his  injunction 
to  love  our  enemies  ?  Can  we  approach 
Him  with  hatred  in  our  hearts  and 
supplication  on  our  lips,  asking  him  to 
"forgive  us  our  trespasses  as  we  for- 
give those  who  trespass  against  us?" 
I  would  remind  you  of  the  fact  that 

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General  Joseph  E.  Johnston,  who,  on 
this  spot,  April  26,  1865,  surrendered 
to  General  W.  T.  Sherman,  acted  as 
pallbearer  to  both  General  Sherman 
and  to  General  Grant.  (General  John- 
ston's death  on  March  21,  1891,  was 
due  to  a  cold  brought  on  by  exposure 
while  acting  as  honorary  pallbearer  at 
General  Sherman's  funeral.) 

Pardon,  please,  a  personal  mention. 
At  the  unveiling  of  one  of  the  world's 
greatest  memorials,  the  splendid  testi- 
monial to  General  Ulysses  S.  Grant, 
erected  by  a  grateful  nation  at  the  foot 
of  Capitol  Hill  in  the  beautiful  city  of 
Washington,  your  unworthy  speaker, 
who  was  invited  to  speak  as  a  Con- 
federate Soldier,  occupied  no  incon- 
spicuous place  upon  the  program  and 
no  remarks  on  that  occasion  received 
more  liberal  applause. 

The  Memorial  unveiled  this  day  at 
the  Bennett  House  in  time  will  become 
as  celebrated  as  the  Bunker  Hill 
Monument,  and  very  justly  so.  If 
there  is  a  spot  on  this  green  earth  where 
a  Confederate  Soldier  can  stand,  his 
head  uncovered,  and  hear  it  said, 
"Well  done,  thou  good  and  faithful 
servant",  'tis  here,  for  the  reason  that 
for  four  long  bloody  years  of  war,  half 
fed,  and  half  clothed,  he  gave  the  best 
he  had  and  all  he  had  against  a  foe 
that  outnumbered  him  more  than  four 

[15] 


y 


to  one,  and  yet  he  came  to  this  spot 
without  dishonor. 

I  am  speaking  as  a  Confederate 
Soldier  who  followed  Lee  to  Appomat- 
tox. Please  let  it  be  clearly  understood 
that  I  do  not  purpose  to  ask  pa  don 
tor,  or  make  apology  to,  any  one  for 
the  Confederate  Soldier.  History  can 
be  trusted  to  justify  him. 

"The  World  shall  yet  decide 
In  truth's  clear,  far-off  light 
That  the  Soldiers  who  wore  the  Gray 
and  died 
With  Lee,  were  in  the  right." 

No  Confederate  Soldier  has  ever 
been  asked  to  sacrifice  the  principles 
for  which  he  fought.  The  basis  of  our 
surrender  was,  lay/down  our  arms,  as 
General  Lee  told  us  in  his  Farewell  at 
Appomattox;  to  go  home  and  make 
^good  citizens  in  peace  as  we  had  made 
brave  soldiers  in  war.  No  Confed- 
erate soldier  has  ever  surrendered  nor 
has  ever  been  asked  to  surrender  the 
principles  for  which  he  fought.  Over- 
whelmed in  numbers,  he  lay  down  his 
arms  and  sheathed  his  sword,  but  he 
has  never  run  away  from,  nor  repudiat- 
ed the  principles  for  which  he  stood  and 
for  which  he  fought  four  long  years  of 
bloody  war,  and  these  principles  today 
rule  the  world  and  they  are  the  founda- 
tions  on   which   all   civilized     govern- 

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merits  have  their  being — self-deter- 
mination. (State's  Rights). 

Martin  W.  Littleton,  president  of 
the  Southern  Society  of  New  York, 
speaking  at  the  unveiling  of  the  statue 
of  Lee  declared  that  the  Confederate 
general  was  the  embodiment  of  a  cause 
which  was  lost,  but  the  representative 
of  a  principle  which  will  never  die. 

"The  Cause",  he  said,  "was  the 
right  of  a  state  to  withdraw  from  the 
Union;  the  principle  was  the  right  of 
a  state  to  withdraw  from  the  Union; 
the  principle  was  primary  and  patri- 
otic loyalty  to  the  sovereignty  which 
he  acknowledged.  It  meant,  perhaps, 
more  happiness  to  mankind  that  the 
cause  be  lost,  but  it  meant  perpetuity 
to  civilization  that  the  principle  should 
i  survive. " 

To  the  credit  of  the  Confederate 
Army,  Chancellorsville  will  live  as  long 
as  Chepultapec  and  Cerro  Gordo,  and 
Manassas  and  Bull  Run  will  deserve 
honorable  mention  while  Thermopylae 
or  Austerlitz  is  celebrated  in  song  and 
story. 

"No  country  ever  had  truer  sons; 
no  cause  nobler  champions;  no  people 
braver  defendants,  no  age  more  valiant 
knights,  no  principle  purer  victims", 
than  our  immortal  Confederate  dead, 
whose  life  blood  encrimsoned  the 
trenches  around  Petersburg  and  Vicks- 


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burg,  the  hills  and  valleys  around 
Richmond  and  Franklin,  the  wooded 
knobs  and  dells  around  Atlanta,  the 
shadowy  forests  of  Chickamauga  and 
Chancellorsville,  the  dark  ravines  of 
Shiloh  and  the  Wilderness,  and  the 
rock-ribbed  heights  of  Sharpsburg  and 
Gettysburg. 

The  Southern  Confederacy  met  the 
inevitable  in  the  spirit  of  General 
Murphy's  farewell  order  to  the  men  of 
the  Southwest;  "Conscious  that  we 
have  played  our  part  like  men,  con- 
fident of  the  righteousness  of  our 
cause,  without  regret  or  apology  for 
our  past,  without  despair  of  the 
future. " 

There  are  no  words  that  I  have  been 
able  to  find  in  the  vocabulary  of  the 
English  language  that  fittingly  express 
my  feelings  when  I  permit  myself  to 
speculate  upon  the  glory  of  the  story 
of  my  fellow-comrades  of  the  Storm 
Cradled  Republic  that  fell. 

It  would  take  a  thousand  volumes 
to  record  the  heroic  deeds  of  the  Con- 
federate soldier.  In  my  dreams  I  see 
him  yet,  amid  the  flame  and  smoke  and 
battle  shout  and  sabre  strokes  and 
shot  and  shell  and  cannon  roar  and 
leaden  hail  and  bloody  bayonets,  as 
he  plants  the  Stars  and  Bars  on  a 
hundred  fields  of  victory. 


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0,  what  if  half  fell  in  the  battle  infernal? 
Aye,  what  if  they  lost  at  the  end  of  the 

fray? 
Love  gives  them  a  wreath  that  is  fadeless 

eternal, 
And  glory  envesteth  the  thin  line  of 

gray:' 

I  sincerely  desire  that  when  my 
epitaph  is  engraved  upon  the  stone 
that  will  likely  mark  my  last  resting 
place,  there  shall  be  inscribed  there- 
on the  grandly  suggestive  and  im- 
pressive words,  than  which  none  im- 
port more  exalted  honor: 

"He  was  a  Confederate  Soldier." 

IX  CONCLUSION,  allow  me  again, 
if  you  please,  to  declare  with  all  the 
thrill  and  enthusiasm  which  this 
large  assemblage  of  patriotic  American 
citizens  arouses,  that  this  beautiful 
Memorial  is  needful  to  call  the  world 
back  to  the  thought  that  the  wage  of 
battle  was  lost,  but  the  principle  for 
which  a  proud  people  vaged  that  war 
was  triumphant. 

WE  LOST  BUT  AYE  WON 
and  this  memorial  marks  the  spot  for 
oncoming  ages  where  the  Confederate 
Soldier  after  having  discharged  his 
duties  during  four  years  of  untold 
suffering  and  hardship,  outnumbered- 
starved  and  ragged,  found  here  Peace 
with  Hoxor. 

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In  dosing,  I  take  the  liberty  of 
plagiarizing  Mr.  Lincoln's  beautiful 
thought   so   timely   for   this   occasion: 

"With  malice  towards  none,  with 
charity  for  all,  with  faith  in  the  right 
as  God  gives  us  to  see  the  right." 
-  And  now,  fellow  North  Carolinians, 
'  this  memorial  is  yours.  May  it  stand 
as  a  witness  of  eternal  love  between 
North  and  South.  If  this  stone  be  a 
marker,  may  it  mark  the  perpetual 
banishment  of  the  prejudices  of  war 
from  the  hearts  of  a  re-united  people. 
If  it  be  a  monument,  may  it  perpetuate 
this  sentiment;  the  men  of  the  South 
salute  the  Stars  and  Stripes  as  the  em- 
blem of  Sovereign  States,  united  for- 
ever, One  Country  under  one  flag, 
cemented  by  the  blood  of  our  brothers 
and  sanctified  to  each  other  by  mem- 
ories of  the  past. 

For  one  I  would  salute  the  day  when 
'Old  Glory"  floats  from  the  Isthmus 
of  Panama  to  the  North  Pole. 
I  thank  you. 


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ONE  OF  MANY 


Raleigh,    North   Carolina 
November  10,  1923. 

General  Julian  S.  Carr, 
Durham,  N.  C. 

My  dear  General : 

I  attended  the  unveiling  of  the  "Bennett" 

Memorial  accompanied  by   Mrs. and 

a  party  of  Lady  friends,  and  we  were  all 
delighted  with  it,  and  your  interpretation  of 
the  spirit  of  the  occasion  was  entirely  cor- 
rect and  most  loyal  to  the  lost  cause,  and 
put  the  affair  in  a  light  that  made  every 
patriotic  Southerner  present  feel  manly  and 
contented  that  the  right  thing  had  been  done 
by  erecting  such  a  Memorial  at  the  place 
where  the  War  was  ended  by  the  capitula- 
tion of  Joseph  E.  Johnson.  I  doubt  if  any 
other  in  our  state  could  have  so  completely 
and  gloriously  explained  what  was  really 
implied  by  the  marking  of  this  spot. 

Many  had  previously  felt  that  such  a  cele- 
bration was  a  misnomer  and  out  of  place, 
until  they  heard  your  patriotic  and  eloquent 
presentation  of  this  marker. 

With  every  good  wish 

Sincerely  your   friend 


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